By Michelle Louise Pratley


On the bus again, the seat next to me was empty again. No one stay sat next to me, I think there scared of me. The girl with weird, cold eyes that no on talks to. It's not my fault I was born with these weird eyes, it's my parents fault. Yeah the same parents that left me when I was only one week old because they couldn't handle me. I sighed and shook my head to get rid of my thoughts of my parents. The bus stopped and two old ladies got off as three teenage girls gigging as they got on the bus. I sighed again because I knew they where going to be loud and noises until I get off or they do. Those girls sat at the back of the bus, trying to act cool. I looked up to see a guy get on the bus, a really cute guy get on the bus. I hoped he would sit next to me but I got rid of that thought when I reminded myself of my eyes. So I shrugged and looked back down at my book but I wasn't reading the words I was thinking about that guy. I looked at him threw my eyes lashes. He was just wow and I mean wow. He had short blond hair it was like the color of sunshine, he was tall and well build too. He had a nice tan which was rare for Scotland but maybe he went to a tanning salon or maybe just use spray on tan, I thought. I never saw he eyes because he was wearing dark sunglasses which made him look dangerous with his broken in dark and white t-shirt and his black wore out leather jacket. I knew I was being silly drooling over some guy but I couldn't help it he was just so...so...hot! I looked back down at my book when he looked at me or I think he looked at me. I wasn't sure at all but one thing I was sure of is that I would that this guy was going to turn my life upside down.

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Sterling:Chapter 1